Threat Level Midnight - Neck Deep

I’ve had a steady stream of lonely nights

For the past few weeks in this room

I’m locked away from it all

Just need a break from the walls that close me in

I’ll see this out standing on pins

I’ll fall asleep with my eyes open

Just to see if I could focus

On something more than my loneliness

None of my friends seem to give a shit about the way I am

I know full well they understand that

I get myself way too deep in what she said

But they’ll bail me out when I’m in over my head

I’m getting sick of being broke

But what’s worse is I’m all on my own

Can’t seem to let this go

I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep

Another day, another week in hell

I’ll see your face down here real soon

A welcome home to a swift farewell

Of all the things I hope to keep:

A childhood sense of opportunity

Grab life by the wrist and jump

Take the chance while I’m still young and dumb

Passed out but on my feet

With years ahead to get some sleep

And so much time to face defeat

So write our names in wet concrete

To seal our place in space and time

Before we have to walk the line

Before we all move on in life

Before the sun comes up tonight

I’m getting sick of being broke

But what’s worse is I’m all on my own

Can’t seem to let this go

I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep

Another day, another week in hell

I’ll see your face down here real soon

A welcome home to a swift farewell

I’m getting sick of being broke

But what’s worse is I’m all on my own

Can’t seem to let this go

I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep

Another day, another week in hell

I’ll see your face down here real soon

A welcome home to a swift farewell

A swift farewell

A swift farewell